User blog comment:Biggren/Silvir Shadows/@comment-3135907-20161105020331/@comment-3135907-20190218073648

Lerro paused a long, quiet moment, then gave the oars another push, sending the craft gliding fluidly onward. He let the oars rest then, dabbing at his brow with a spotty blue and red kerchief. "The curren' is enuff t' get us sooth t' wheres we're 'eaded. Shure, 'n' ain't tha' the best way t' find anythin', stumblin' upon et? No plans, no...moteffs...juist plain auld luck."